EPILOGUE
ONE YEAR LATER
Torben stood on his newly extended jetty, looking back at their home. The once compact cabin had increased in size dramatically. Guest quarters above a large workshop had recently been completed, the thatched roof on top of the wooden structure looking resplendent in the midday sun. A large wooden fence had been erected, forming a border around the property, giving them the seclusion and security they’d wanted. Their lives had settled into a happy routine, the couple growing increasingly close at the seasons moved on. Snows had arrived, bringing warm evenings in front of the fire, followed by spring, with its balmy evenings. The Lomogs had largely left them to it, occasionally asking Torben to visit command, with new propositions, which he kindly declined. All tha
